" WHY DO YOU EVEN EXIST,
YOU ARE NOT WORTHY,
YOU ARE A USELESS PIECE OF DIRT,
YOU WERE NEVER PRETTY."
I looked at the broken piece of mirror, and screamed, for the last time......
YOU ARE READING
I looked at the mirror, and said....
Short Storya love story............the one with oneself...... (has extremely short chapter, primarily poems)
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" WHY DO YOU EVEN EXIST,
YOU ARE NOT WORTHY,
YOU ARE A USELESS PIECE OF DIRT,
YOU WERE NEVER PRETTY."
I looked at the broken piece of mirror, and screamed, for the last time......
